Chapter 3 Village Hierarchy

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At this time, Yang Mo didn't know that because of his own cleverness, he had blown up the hunters in the entire sixth district, if he could know that this thing was, he would definitely rush back, and said to Zhou Qing'er in the most sincere tone: "What do you want me to do for you?" It's okay to sell yourself. ”

"Huh, I'm scared to death, but fortunately I'm witty, this little girl actually wants to buy me with a meal, damn, how is it possible." At this time, Yang Mo hid in a small corner, constantly patting his chest, with palpitations on his face, "But even if she gets my person, she will definitely not get my heart, my heart will always belong to Xiao Zi and Zihan." Yes, that's right, that's it. ”

Yang Mo was swearing solemnly there, not realizing that behind him, several sturdy black youths were watching him whisper.

The following is from the old wolf translation, this is the only one, there is no branch:

"Look what that yellow guy is doing, muttering so stupid."

"Hey, I guess it's the son of a powerful family who came on vacation, Lord Hank didn't bring any yellow people."

"That's right, but then again, Lord Hank is really powerful, you see that there are not only few monsters here, but the scenery is so good, so many people come here to play, I heard that Lucer's place has been attacked by monsters for three days, and they can't even sleep peacefully."

"Who's to say it's not, we're the lucky ones among the people who have been abandoned."

A few black people shook their heads and chatted enthusiastically, but they didn't notice that the yellow buddy had walked up to them just now, looking at them with a smile.

"Ka, when did you come here?" Finally, a black young man glanced back and saw Yang Mo with a smile on his face, and the young man suddenly screamed, looking like a ghost.

"I'd love to know what you're talking about." Yang Mo opened his mouth and said, a mouthful of authentic English, jokes, as a scholar, or a new anthropologist whose potential has been greatly developed, how can English be difficult to catch Yang Mo.

"Uh." The youths paused, "What do you say?" ”

"For example, why do you say that you are the ones who have been abandoned, for example, what is going on in this village, for example, how many villages are there like this."

"Hey, brother, I just haven't been out for a long time when I look at you, and I don't know these things." A young black man said.

But no, Yang Mo said in his heart, calculating the time, he has been floating on the sea for a month, fortunately there is the light of life, otherwise he must be dead and white all now.

"You know, since the human race has shown talent, its strength has at least doubled, and then there are not enough places in the inner city, and those governments have let some strong people go out with many people to set up villages, to put it bluntly, let us vacate the place in the inner city, isn't it just abandoned."

"Then there must be a lot of such villages?"

"Of course, now basically the whole outer area is full of large and small villages. But we are the only one in the whole six districts......"

The black youth was still chattering, but Yang Mo had already fallen into deep thought.

"Village? What are these governments trying to do in the small cities that have split off, to destroy themselves? ”

Yang Mo's worries are not unreasonable, the continuous growth of these villages will one day grow to a stage beyond the control of the government of those inner cities, and at that time, will the government of the nine districts still be the current government?

"If it's the other way around, then it's a lot of fun." Yang Mo said in his heart. It's just that he didn't take into account the question, that is, will the government let these villages grow without limit?

Sure enough, several decisions were broadcast in the news a few days later, the first, the blue rain a month ago was called the second genetic explosion, and the second decision was to divide the village into ten levels, which were evaluated by the number of people and combat effectiveness, for example, a village with thirty strong people at the level of legendary demon soldiers can apply to become a first-level village (village commanders are generally strong at the level of commanders and above the leader, and they are not included in the rating), second-level villages must have ten masters at the level of ordinary demon generals, and twenty elite demon generals in third-level villages, There must be ten legendary demon generals at level 4, 20 at level 5, 30 at level 6, 50 at level 7, 10 at level 8, 20 at level 9, and 50 at level 10. (One Commander can replace ten Legendary Demon Generals, and so on)

The higher the level of the village, the higher the assistance provided by the inner city, and the government will also select children with advanced talents from the newborn children in the village to study in the inner city, and even the people of the village can also join the army to earn military merit in exchange for various weapons, theoretically speaking, as long as the military merit is enough, even missiles can be exchanged, as long as the district government still has that thing, in addition, a more exciting decision is that villages above level 8 can apply to return to the inner city. At this time, Yang Mo was sitting in a bar watching the news and sneering, ignoring the people in the bar who fell into a frenzy.

"The old guys in the government are so calculating, in this way, it is equivalent to catching almost sixty percent of the talents, as for the return to voluntariness, the ghost believes that the watermelon that was finally raised can let it rot in the ground like this? It's not like picking it when it's cooked. ”

……

Outside the bar, whites and blacks were secretly hiding in a corner.

"Are you sure it's the one the Hunters Guild is looking for?" A white man asked.

"Absolutely, we talked to him the other day." A young black man slapped his chest with a tom tom. If Yang Mo was here, he would definitely be able to recognize these blacks at a glance as the ones who answered his question a few days ago.

"Well, if it's true, after the deed is done, I will definitely not treat you badly." The white man laughed, his eyes flashing with excitement, and the adult would surely appreciate him even more when he completed this task.

The white man took out the communicator and connected to a person: "The goal is set, please send someone to help." ”

After a long time, a dry voice came from the communicator,

"Good"

After waiting for so long, the white man did not look impatient at all, and even bent lower, although the other party may not have seen it, but this is a habit that he can't change, just because that person is called Hank.

"I'll keep an eye on him, Lord Hank."

"Three minutes."

"Yes, understood."

A few blacks looked at the white people with great envy, and it seemed to them that it was a supreme honor to be able to have direct contact with Lord Hank.

I didn't know that someone had already set his sights on his own Yang Mo, so he asked for another glass of oatmeal beer, and drank it deliciously, still grateful to the unlucky guy who blocked the road and robbed him.